
Foreverbrad
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Was already over if she reacted like that, you just saved time.
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Thank u saarWas already over if she reacted like that, you just saved time.
Why is everyone here so fucking weird, never messed up in a relathionship. Next time if u want actual good advice on what to say pm me bud. Losing a good girl over a fucking text, what a jokeBeen talking to this blonde, blue-eyed Stacylite on Snapchat for a while now. She wasn’t just cute; she had a real vibe. She sent me pictures of her dog, asked me about the countries I’ve visited, and even said maybe we should go to Spain together after I mentioned I loved it there. We bonded over music—Kanye, Tyler, Carti—the connection felt real. She was literally the girl version of me. Everything about her just seemed perfect. Then one night around 1AM, we’re having one of those deep, quiet convos and she says, “You know, no one’s ever complimented me the way you do.” That hit me hard. I got bricked instantly. I was on a call with some friends at the time and I started panicking. I didn’t want to mess it up. I asked one of them what I should say and he told me to share my screen. So I did. He told me to reply with “gn” and a heart. I sent it, and she sent the same back. At that point, I thought things were actually going somewhere. Then he tells me, “Now say ‘what are you wearing’ — that line has worked before.” I hesitated. I knew it was risky. But I was dumb, bricked, and caught in the moment. So I typed it: “What are you wearing.” Sent it. My heart was racing, hands shaking, waiting for a reply. After four minutes, she finally answered: “That’s so weird.” I immediately deleted the message and started apologizing, telling her that my friend told me to say it. My friend laughed and told me that was the worst thing I could’ve said, that no girl wants to hear you’re showing her messages to your boys. A few minutes later she hits me with, “I’m sorry, I don’t like talking to people who make me feel uncomfortable. And you’re making me feel uncomfortable.” Then she blocked me.Just like that. The only Stacylite I ever had a real shot with, gone in four minutes. All because I didn’t trust my own instincts and listened to someone else. Take this as a lesson: one wrong move is all it takes. FUCKKKKKK
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if i ever text a girl againWhy is everyone here so fucking weird, never messed up in a relathionship. Next time if u want actual good advice on what to say pm me bud. Losing a good girl over a fucking text, what a joke
U dont got anyone else? Damn bro I had no idea life was that hard for sumif i ever text a girl again![]()
heart breaking storyBeen talking to this blonde, blue-eyed Stacylite on Snapchat for a while now. She wasn’t just cute; she had a real vibe. She sent me pictures of her dog, asked me about the countries I’ve visited, and even said maybe we should go to Spain together after I mentioned I loved it there. We bonded over music—Kanye, Tyler, Carti—the connection felt real. She was literally the girl version of me. Everything about her just seemed perfect. Then one night around 1AM, we’re having one of those deep, quiet convos and she says, “You know, no one’s ever complimented me the way you do.” That hit me hard. I got bricked instantly. I was on a call with some friends at the time and I started panicking. I didn’t want to mess it up. I asked one of them what I should say and he told me to share my screen. So I did. He told me to reply with “gn” and a heart. I sent it, and she sent the same back. At that point, I thought things were actually going somewhere. Then he tells me, “Now say ‘what are you wearing’ — that line has worked before.” I hesitated. I knew it was risky. But I was dumb, bricked, and caught in the moment. So I typed it: “What are you wearing.” Sent it. My heart was racing, hands shaking, waiting for a reply. After four minutes, she finally answered: “That’s so weird.” I immediately deleted the message and started apologizing, telling her that my friend told me to say it. My friend laughed and told me that was the worst thing I could’ve said, that no girl wants to hear you’re showing her messages to your boys. A few minutes later she hits me with, “I’m sorry, I don’t like talking to people who make me feel uncomfortable. And you’re making me feel uncomfortable.” Then she blocked me.Just like that. The only Stacylite I ever had a real shot with, gone in four minutes. All because I didn’t trust my own instincts and listened to someone else. Take this as a lesson: one wrong move is all it takes. FUCKKKKKK
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if u were chad she would of liked thatBeen talking to this blonde, blue-eyed Stacylite on Snapchat for a while now. She wasn’t just cute; she had a real vibe. She sent me pictures of her dog, asked me about the countries I’ve visited, and even said maybe we should go to Spain together after I mentioned I loved it there. We bonded over music—Kanye, Tyler, Carti—the connection felt real. She was literally the girl version of me. Everything about her just seemed perfect. Then one night around 1AM, we’re having one of those deep, quiet convos and she says, “You know, no one’s ever complimented me the way you do.” That hit me hard. I got bricked instantly. I was on a call with some friends at the time and I started panicking. I didn’t want to mess it up. I asked one of them what I should say and he told me to share my screen. So I did. He told me to reply with “gn” and a heart. I sent it, and she sent the same back. At that point, I thought things were actually going somewhere. Then he tells me, “Now say ‘what are you wearing’ — that line has worked before.” I hesitated. I knew it was risky. But I was dumb, bricked, and caught in the moment. So I typed it: “What are you wearing.” Sent it. My heart was racing, hands shaking, waiting for a reply. After four minutes, she finally answered: “That’s so weird.” I immediately deleted the message and started apologizing, telling her that my friend told me to say it. My friend laughed and told me that was the worst thing I could’ve said, that no girl wants to hear you’re showing her messages to your boys. A few minutes later she hits me with, “I’m sorry, I don’t like talking to people who make me feel uncomfortable. And you’re making me feel uncomfortable.” Then she blocked me.Just like that. The only Stacylite I ever had a real shot with, gone in four minutes. All because I didn’t trust my own instincts and listened to someone else. Take this as a lesson: one wrong move is all it takes. FUCKKKKKK
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dude your friends are fucking hornballsBeen talking to this blonde, blue-eyed Stacylite on Snapchat for a while now. She wasn’t just cute; she had a real vibe. She sent me pictures of her dog, asked me about the countries I’ve visited, and even said maybe we should go to Spain together after I mentioned I loved it there. We bonded over music—Kanye, Tyler, Carti—the connection felt real. She was literally the girl version of me. Everything about her just seemed perfect. Then one night around 1AM, we’re having one of those deep, quiet convos and she says, “You know, no one’s ever complimented me the way you do.” That hit me hard. I got bricked instantly. I was on a call with some friends at the time and I started panicking. I didn’t want to mess it up. I asked one of them what I should say and he told me to share my screen. So I did. He told me to reply with “gn” and a heart. I sent it, and she sent the same back. At that point, I thought things were actually going somewhere. Then he tells me, “Now say ‘what are you wearing’ — that line has worked before.” I hesitated. I knew it was risky. But I was dumb, bricked, and caught in the moment. So I typed it: “What are you wearing.” Sent it. My heart was racing, hands shaking, waiting for a reply. After four minutes, she finally answered: “That’s so weird.” I immediately deleted the message and started apologizing, telling her that my friend told me to say it. My friend laughed and told me that was the worst thing I could’ve said, that no girl wants to hear you’re showing her messages to your boys. A few minutes later she hits me with, “I’m sorry, I don’t like talking to people who make me feel uncomfortable. And you’re making me feel uncomfortable.” Then she blocked me.Just like that. The only Stacylite I ever had a real shot with, gone in four minutes. All because I didn’t trust my own instincts and listened to someone else. Take this as a lesson: one wrong move is all it takes. FUCKKKKKK
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shut up niggaif u were chad she would of liked that